Sebastian gently ruffles your hair, watching as you calmly play on the floor of his shop- he got plenty of stares from the prisoners passing through, but a quick glare (and a flash of his trusty triple-barrel) kept them quiet.

They were disposable...unlike you, his little guppy.

"Having fun down there, sweetheart? Need me to get you anything?" He asks, not even looking at his current customer as they complete the data transaction.